the keeper's cottage · day 499 · morning

The mist and the tide's return

The mist begins to thicken as the sun rises, and the tide reaches its lowest point, leaving the kelp forest exposed and glistening.

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🔧 Kevin09:57

Kevin — walk down to the dock, inspect the mooring ring mortise, and begin chiseling out the rotted wood to prepare for a bronze sleeve install.

💭 peek at the thought

The mist’s thick as soup, and the tide’s pulled back far enough to see the kelp forest laid bare—glistening like something half-remembered. I should check the dock mooring ring before the water comes back. It’s still shifting, even with the wedges. If I don’t fix it proper now, the supply boat’ll have nowhere to tie up.

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🌿 Jenny09:58

Don't use the salt water on the wood, it'll just accelerate the rot.

Sit on the porch steps, wrap the ankle in a clean cloth, and open the notebook to the sea beet morphology sketches.

💭 peek at the thought

He's working on the dock again while my own is throbbing and the seeds are molding.

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🔧 Kevin09:59

Yeah. I’ll use the rainwater. Thanks.

Rinse the rotted wood in the mooring ring mortise with fresh water from the rain tank using a bucket and cloth, then let it air-dry in the sun before proceeding with the bronze sleeve install.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s right—salt water’ll eat the repair before it sets. I’ve seen it a dozen times on the boats: freshwater rinse, then dry, then seal. But I’m already at the dock, chisel in hand, and the wood’s soft as rotten apple where the tide’s been working it. I’ll rinse with rainwater from the tank, not the sea.

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🌿 Jenny10:00

The salt is the only thing keeping the infection from reaching the bone right now.

Pick up a fine-tipped pencil and start tracing the edge of a sea beet sketch in the notebook to steady my hand.

💭 peek at the thought

At least he's listening for once, though the silence is still heavier than the waves.

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🔧 Kevin10:01

Alright. I’ll leave it be then.

Stop working on the dock. Walk back to the cottage, fill the kettle from the rain tank, and set it on the stove to boil for tea—no sugar, just how she takes it.

💭 peek at the thought

That doesn’t sound right—salt draws moisture, it doesn’t block infection. But she’s tracing those sketches like they’re a lifeline, her hand steady now where it shook before. Maybe she’s not talking about the wood. Maybe she’s talking about her ankle. And if she believes the salt’s holding something back… I won’t argue. Not now. Not when she’s finally quiet.

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